Monday, January 18

to-do list (done.)

I understand the benefits of to-do lists. I really do. I have one or a few going at all times. (And for some reason I like to bite the corners off. I think that's called pica.) But sometimes it's good for me to hearken back to my "done" lists. Just to see if/that I did something. Let's take a gander over the past year:

Road trip to Venice, Florida, (where I grew up) with Tim & dogs in Wednesday, my Volvo V70. Drive way too far each day to make it. Show Tim his first gator in the wild. Done.

Take a trip to Woodstock, NY, to meet friend, Somer, halfway between our states for a weekend of fun. See a bear. Surprise a man who's getting the business done on his front parts on a supposedly empty mountain-top trail. Dance weird hiking dance. Done.

Solo road trip to Narcisse Snake Dens, Manitoba, Canada, to see the snakes awaken from hibernation. Try to do headstand. Stay in a tiny room over a noisy bar one night with locked door. Scribble furiously in journal. Done.

Organize three-person show at Orchard Artworks. Make lots of new work for show. Attend opening. Done.

Grow lots of veggies in garden. Meet Tim for dinner in backyard often to grill said veggies and sit by chiminea at dusk with fireflies. Done.